Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Emily Walker pursed her lips slightly and didn’t say much. Instead, she turned to Bella Stuart, “Lady Stuart, we’re going to leave now.”

Saying that, the siblings were about to leave.

Watching their departing figures, Bella immediately chased after them, “Hey, I have so many questions to ask you!”

Seeing her rushing up, Emily looked surprised, and with a frown, stared at her.

“I, I want to ask you, are you feeling better?” Ever since the last time she saw her pale and leaving the hospital, Bella had been quite concerned about her.

Hearing the question, Emily smiled. She wasn’t used to the sudden change in

Bella yet. “I’m much better now, thank you.”

“Oh…” Bella nodded her head, eyes downcast, as if she still had a lot of questions to ask but couldn’t think of anything for the moment.

Following her drooping gaze, Bella spotted the transparent bag in Emily’s hand.

“What’s that?”

Emily looked where she was pointing, “Instant noodles.”

Instant noodles? Weren’t those the noodles her brother wanted to make for Camila Walker recently? Bella furrowed her brows in confusion before looking back up at Emily. “Why did you buy these?”

Embarrassed by this topic, Emily still didn’t feel too ashamed and just told the truth, “We haven’t had dinner yet, so we thought we’d take them home to cook.”

Upon hearing that, Bella’s eyes lit up, “Cooked? Can I come over to your place to eat?!”

She looked at Emily with glowing eyes, holding her clothes near her chest with both hands and begging.

Caught off guard by her sudden reaction, Emily hesitated and asked, “Come to my place to eat?”

“Yes!” Bella nodded her head eagerly, having wanted to try this taste for a long time!

‘ Emily was dumbfounded. What was going on with young Miss Foster? She actually wanted to go to her house to eat instant noodles?

Looking at her expectant gaze, Emily somehow agreed, possibly unable to resist her pitiful, pleading look.

The three of them arrived at a residential building, where Emily and her brother lived on the second floor.

Looking at the decent environment of the residential area, it was Bella’s first time visiting such a place.

They entered the living room, which was small in Bella’s perspective compared to her own house.

She sat down on the small sofa in the living room and as a courtesy, Camila Walker poured her a glass of boiled water.

Looking at the water glass on the tea table, Bella didn’t like it. As a habit, she looked up and asked, “Do you have anything like fruit juice?”

Hearing that, Camila Walker hesitated, as young Miss Foster was really hard to serve, “Sorry, we don’t have those things.”

“…” They didn’t even have fruit juice? Bella was skeptical.

Emily came out of the kitchen, having put the stuff away. As neither she nor her brother liked fruit juice, they didn’t have any of those things.

“How about I make you a cup of milk tea instead?” Serving the guest with boiled water didn’t seem too considerate.

The only thing Emily could think of was Mandarins Duck Milk Tea, as she remembered that Bella loved to drink milk tea from her store when she was working there.

However, she wasn’t sure if Bella would like Mandarins Duck Milk Tea.

A few minutes later, Emily brought a cup of Mandarins Duck Milk Tea in front of Bella, “But it’s not pudding-flavored.”

“It’s fine!” It was better than boiled water, Bella laughed.

She took a small sip of the milk tea, a faint bitterness mixed with a thick milky aroma. It tasted somewhat similar to coffee but with its own unique flavor..